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My wife brought 10 duck eggs back from the afternoon market yesterday.
Later one of her friends brought another 10 around from the evening market.
I'd make a green peperonata with them. And a green pepper jelly. that should save freezer space.My brother gave me about a dozen green bell peppers today. I'll cut them up, put them is a vacuum seal bag, vacuum seal them & put them in the freezer to keep them from spoiling & use them as they are needed
I've never heard of either one!!I'd make a green peperonata with them. And a green pepper jelly. that should save freezer space.
It kind of reminds me of mansplaining except somehow Mrs T is the one doing itShort trip to ALDI to get one non-food item:
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Here’s a funny story about the married/partnered life:
MrsT doesn’t go grocery shopping. If she goes into a grocery store, it’s to get one or two things for herself, and the last time she was in a ALDI was probably three Christmases ago, for one of their wine advent calendars.
I’m assuming everyone who goes to ALDI (at least in the US) knows they have a rather militant system at checkout, designed to get you rung up and over to the side packing your own groceries in record time. They say that allows them to employ fewer workers, helping to keep costs down.
The main thing they do is speed-scan your groceries and toss them rapidly into your cart, and they don’t want you trying to help or organize while they’re doing it. Just stand back, get out of the way, don’t visit, don’t chat, and let them do their thing, then pay and get the hell outta the way for the next shopper.
We got in line, I loaded our stuff up on the conveyor, and went to quickly get my cart in position, because the guy in front of me had already slowed the process down a bit, fumbling for his card (that’s another thing they stress, have your card out and tap/swipe as soon as you get up there - every second counts!).
All of a sudden, MrsT grabbed the cart and started opening our bags and trying to stand them up - “That way, she can just put them right in the bag.”
“No, let go. That’s not how this works, just move out of the way for a sec, and I’ll show you.”
She wouldn’t let go, and then closed up the front little part of the cart, where you normally put the eggs or other fragile items.
“At least close that so she can use the whole cart!” - she was a little miffed at this point.
“No, open it and get out of the way!”
I finally got everything in position, got a knowing look from the cashier, and when we paid and got pushed over to the packing area, I told her that I was sorry I was a little short with her, but there’s a whole process to how the checkout line works.
“Well, I don’t think that’s true. It’s just a checkout line.”
I asked her, “How is it that I’m here twice a week, every week, and you come in here once every few years, yet you know more about it than I do?”
“Point taken.”